She was a rock standing in the way,
She couldn’t be broken,
She blocked my way,
I was the one who ended up broken,
I broke down because she stood in my way.
Still my dream didn’t become impossible because of the rock,
I had to take a detour towards my dream,
It’s a dream meant to come true because my dream wasn’t stopped by the rock,
I’ll eventually accomplish my dream,
The rock will soon be a forgotten rock.
The question is, “What am I supposed to learn with the detour?”
Why am I supposed to take longer to achieve my dream?
What’s the good in the detour?
How am I supposed to be happy with the detour towards my dream?
After all, why does it have to be a bad detour?